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b"W Blake read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\nNight\\nby William Blake (1757 \\u2013 1827)\\n\\nThe sun descending in the west,\\n The evening star does shine;\\nThe birds are silent in their nest.\\n And I must seek for mine.\\n The moon, like a flower\\n In heaven's high bower,\\n With silent delight\\n Sits and smiles on the night.\\nFarewell, green fields and happy grove,\\n Where flocks have took delight:\\nWhere lambs have nibbled, silent move\\n The feet of angels bright;\\n Unseen they pour blessing\\n And joy without ceasing\\n On each bud and blossom,\\n And each sleeping bosom.\\n\\nThey look in every thoughtless nest\\n Where birds are cover'd warm;\\nThey visit caves of every beast,\\n To keep them all from harm:\\n If they see any weeping\\n That should have been sleeping,\\n They pour sleep on their head,\\n And sit down by their bed.\\n\\nWhen wolves and tigers howl for prey,\\n They pitying stand and weep,\\nSeeking to drive their thirst away\\n And keep them from the sheep.\\n But, if they rush dreadful,\\n The angels, most heedful,\\n Receive each mild spirit,\\n New worlds to inherit.\\n\\nAnd there the lion's ruddy eyes\\n Shall flow with tears of gold:\\nAnd pitying the tender cries,\\n And walking round the fold:\\n Saying, 'Wrath, by His meekness,\\n And, by His health, sickness,\\n Are driven away\\n From our immortal day.\\n\\n'And now beside thee, bleating lamb,\\n I can lie down and sleep,\\nOr think on Him who bore thy name,\\n Graze after thee, and weep.\\n For, wash'd in life's river,\\n My bright mane for ever\\n Shall shine like the gold\\n As I guard o'er the fold.'\\n\\n\\nFirst aired: 5 August 2008\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008"